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Vacuum Kid – New and Improved

March 6, 2009

I came across this kid on Ellen who really loves vacuum cleaners. He’s got 10 different vacuums at home and he’s in tune with all the leading brands in the market.

I mean, he’s cute and loves to clean. What’s not to like?

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BC5NoQ7Rfcw

I showed this clip to my boy and being the overachiever that he is, he’s taken it to a whole new level altogether.

Me: Tru, check out this boy on Ellen. He loves vacuums. That’s so cute!

Tru: Waradsto feagast staorsf dirst (Big deal, he just likes vacuums. I can actually vacuum)

After this conversation transpired, he’s taken to replacing my Karcher A1000. You heard me. He’s been crawling around the house picking at dirt and eating it. I usually start by placing him in my living room and within 15 minutes, he’d have worked his way into the bedrooms and the kitchen.

It’s incredible, he’s even more advanced that the flipit. While it only vacuums dry and wet, Tru also vacuums dead or alive. Dust, puddles, ants, flying bugs and roaches, they all disappear like magic.

Most vacuums can at best do a functional job of cleaning the carpets. Not so with the new and improved version. He really gets into the carpets and digs out all the stubborn specks of dirt trapped in between the tiny fibers. Best of all, you don’t have the hassle of having to locate a power point or changing the dust bag.

Alright, so once in a while, he’ll be hacking away like a cat choking on a hairball, but it’s nothing a few solid pats on the back won’t solve.

I’m thinking of putting him on the market to see if it takes off. (Hey, college education doesn’t get paid for by itself)

Who knows, he might do one better and get featured on Oprah.

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I sang, I danced, I stole things

March 6, 2009

Wassup superfriends!

Couldn’t resist. I’m still reeling from the awesomeness of the night’s events. Jason Mraz is in town and I had my much-deserved night off to catch the hottest guy on earth live in action. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel like an out-of-touch, knocked-up chick that’s been cooped up at home for waaayyy too long.

Note to self: I’ve gotta stop getting pregnant.

Anyway, it’s official. I can still bring it.

Sitting there at the Singapore Indoor Stadium, I found the Remedy for the Beautiful Mess which is pretty much the state of my life these days. From the time Mr A-Z burst up on stage to the Dynamo of Volition, I was screaming like a fourteen-year-old after a Jolly Shandy. Man, it’s good to feel young again.

Seriously, it’s the most fun I’ve had in months. No Clockwatching or scrambling after my Mr. Curiosity. I was utterly mrazmerised, transported to a world where life and love were being celebrated. At once witty, whimsical and downright wonderful, it was clear that Mraz totally brought his A-game, and I was loving every moment of it.

Rock on, my Geek in the Pink! And for the rest of you, go on, get out and live high. Life’s too good for us to be sitting on our asses drowning in monotony.

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pregnancy

The Curse of the Cravings

March 4, 2009

One of the biggest banes of pregnancy is the accursed cravings. The backaches and incontinence, I can handle, but the cravings are my achilles’ heel. It’s insatiable. There’s a little voice in my head telling me what to eat all the time, and I just can’t get it to stop. One day it would be chicken wings, then curry, then ice cream (sometimes all at once). And if I so much as recalcitrated against the craving gods, I’d feel so sick it was worse than not eating at all.

To be fair, cravings are actually good. After you satisfy it, it’s totally orgasmic. Like when you locate an itch and scratch the living daylights out of it, or when an elusive sneeze finally surfaces, the satisfaction is intense.

If there were no repercussions, I would eat with wild abandon. Oh wait, I did, and that’s the story of how I gained 50 pounds.

This time around, I had a relatively craving-free first 20 weeks. I was even starting to give myself a little pat on the back for the immense self-control I’ve gained now that I’m a mother. (After you push a human being out of your crotch, you can stake claim to practically anything) But as I realized today, that’s absolute bollocks.

The cravings are back with a vengeance and today, it’s durians. Big, fleshy, aromatic, creamy durians. I could taste the bittersweet tang in my mouth and the smell, oh heavenly! I did make a vain attempt to list all the reasons why durians are bad, but there is no reasoning with the cravings.

So against my better judgment, I went out and decimated three whole durians. And it was exquisite.

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